Lyrics:

[Timbaland] Yo... dot da dot dot dot party ain't over Uh huh what uh huh what? Dot dot dot da party ain't over Diggi do uh huh what? Uh huh what the party ain't over Uh huh what yeah what... diggi diggi diggi diggi diggi... [Magoo] I'ma kill you all like O.J. Diss Maganoo for real you must pay Listen to the way my rap flow delay His mama named him Clay I'ma call him Clay Back of the bus, with Rosa Parks Too much to say, watch my remarks South to VA, up side to Philly Y'all be killin me, for real on the really Recognize the P, when you see he sport the Kangol with N-I-K-E Break me off a piece of that, Kit-Kat You do the horse and make your Gucci wet Came through the crowd, heard the brother booin Said real low, 'Hey whatcha doin?' Don't you know I've been rappin on tracks since back in the days when tapes was eight-track Relax and jump to it, like Duran Duran Black as Buckwheat, still get a tan Go over to your girl, hey what's yo' number You and your crew must be Dumb